Streetwalker Reports

[ParanoidSchizo]

Doing my usual people watching around the loop, still haven't had the courage to pickup an SW. I guess it's pinching pennies in this economy and grabbing an escort when I feel like it, however I must state that some people do need to pay attention to their surroundings. I don't know why but the MPD is out with plants and undercover. It's of my humblest opinion to be careful. Ask some of the veterans here for advice, and simply put: PAY ATTENTION!

With all that said, I've noticed an odd group I'll refer to as the "Stalkers".

Usually sedans but also a few SUVs and vans. I've more than once watched a buyer pickup an SW and drive away. While doing so a car--usually a shitbox and tinted--peels off the street and follows them to such a freaky knack of similar turns it isn't coincidence. If you're the sport who was in a newer (2020's) SUV that looks a wee-bit expensive. FIND A NEW SPOT! The "Stalker" car sat there and didn't move till you left for almost 5 minutes and drove away. Spotted the same car (a shitty BMW sedan) parked in the same spot. Don't know if a pimp or muscle but do be careful out there.

Also noticed these "stalkers" seem to hang around Lincoln and Greenfield. Had one follow me when an SW approached me and I absconded away saying "No thank you".

This stalker was a Ford Explorer 2019, black, tinted windows and lights. They followed me and after leading them into a loop of side streets for 2 minutes decided to have some fun and sped off, letting them see me before shutting lights off and flying around in various twists and turns before parking in an alley and then a driveway of someone. Watched the simpleton finally give up and leave. Decided to see if they parked in the same spot as before, however they weren't. They were in t he same area but a few cars away from their previous spot. They got a slushie to their window before leaving, causing them to panic and leave in confusion right in front of a cop. I laughed, they got pulled, and I left.

[Body Shopper]

All of my posts on this forum are fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is entirely coincidental.

I came into town earlier this week and stayed for 2 1/4 days, during which time I did 8 dates with a total of 6 different twats.

Hard data, in chronological sequence:

Chevy car date BBBJ BBFS CIM 40.

Marissa (Redd) car date BBBJ BBFS CIP 40.

Erika car date BBBJ CIM.

Erika motel date BBBJ BBFS CIP.

Stephanie car date BBBJ 20.

Kerry car date BBBJ 1 minute in duration - $0 (free).

Chella car date BBBJ BLS CIM WS 10 (but I chauffeured her around to two far away locations afterward for free, including waiting at one).

Erika car date BBBJ CIM.

I arrived in town Monday afternoon, having serious business to take care of. Afterward, I got a bite to eat, then hit the stroll in the early evening. At around 7 or 8 o'clock, as I was creeping like the creep that I am through the alley south of, and parallel to, Lincoln, eastbound between probably 12th & 11th streets, Chevy saw me and piped up from her perch she was seated at. She is homeless, sleeping in a tent now. I parked and had her remove her pants, then suck my cock. After a while, I had her sit and bounce on my dick for a minute, then resume sucking. Before long, I shot into her pig mouth. Done.

A little while later, I saw Marissa- that black chick who has the nicest ass and thighs, and whose pussy (visually) might- I repeat might- be surpassed by Erika and the former prostitute Rose- and had her suck Chevy's pussy juice off my cock. When I was ready to shoot, I had her sit and grind on me. Heaven is shooting into Marissa's tight, wet, black pussy. They make pigs in all colors. Done.

Next up was Erika. I had this pig suck Chevy's and Marissa's pussy juices off my cock. Couldn't ask for a better blow job. Shot into her facehole. Done. Then we negotiated a deal in which I get to rub her belly to communicate with my child, and grope her tits, and generally be handsy all I want- and in exchange, I buy her as much food as she can eat while she's with me. If she was decent, we would just roll how we always have- me being as handsy as I wish, and her having a full bellly- but since she's not decent, I have to negotiate just to get to touch the womb my child's in. We repaired to a food source. She ate. I gladly dropped her off afterward, and slept in my car.

The following morning, I called Erika, right before heading to the motel. She answered, and I scooped her up and took her to the motel and checked in. She finished her food from the previous night.

I showered. The plan was for her to shower next. This pig started bleating while I was in the shower, admonishing me to hurry, that all of the hot water will be gone by the time she takes a shower! Unbelievable! Motels have communal water heaters. Motel rooms don't have their own water heater. I've never had warm water run out in a motel. I did not hurry up, and my total shower time was 20 minutes or less, like always. LOL When I got back out into the room, Erika had decided not to do the date. She bemoaned the death of her phone, and repaired out the door, with her stated intent of haranguing the office to let her use their phone charger to charge up her phone!

So, remember: if you bring Erika to a motel, she will cancel your plans, then storm into the motel office if she gets mad at you!

But what men and women alike find out when dealing with the notorious Body Shopper, The Eye OF Silver City, is that refusal isn't as easy as it is with everybody else on planet earth. While she was on her way to the office, I hollered out the door that if she enters the office, I will not take her to her appointment. 3 seconds later, her face was back in my room. She demanded a ride back to Silver City. With the door wide open, and the big old world available to her to walk out into by her own free will, I refused, telling her that I will only drive her back if she fulfills her commitment of doing a date. She gave up and gave in, and barking orders at me to undress, she resentfully and angrily sucked my cock while I laid on the motel bed. We haggled over money as she sucked, based on the possibilities of her not making me cum, etc. I made such remarks as, "That's right. Give me pleasure. " When I was ready to shoot, she flung herself onto her back, and I rammed my cock into her pussy hatefully, snarling such niceties as "Take that!" as I pounded. I love shooting sperm into women's pussies! Erika's is one of the most fun. This was one of the greatest experiences of my entire life. Though I'd crossed my t's and dotted my I's by leaving the door open for her to walk in and out as she pleased, the blood of my ancestors was boiling and racing through my veins, for my carnal, vicious act was of the spirit that they used to perform while pillaging. Ahh. Sweet release. It's better to live one day as a lion than a thousand years as a lamb.

I drove her back and was almost in tears as she was exiting unceremoniously. This is the cycle I am ashamed to admit I go through throughout my life. I call it The Hammer And The Tears. I lash out viciously, then cry when the consequences hit.

Tuesday night, I picked up Stephanie from National and about 22nd, by that bar on the northwest corner. She snorted a speedball and removed all of her clothing and sucked Erika's pussy juice off my dick frantically and passionately while flailing around, beating her own has hard with an open hand, and playing with her pussy in between smacks. I was not turned on at all, so I didn't get hard at all. After maybe 10 minutes or so of that, I called the date.

As I drove away after dropping her off, I picked up Kerry, the 52-year-old who has some Arabic ancestry, but looks pretty much white. She sucked Erika's pussy juice and Stephanie's spit off my dick in two sessions with a short pause in between. Each session was only 20 or 30 seconds long, I'd say. So, a minute or just under- maybe even a little over- of cocksucking, and then she quit. She didn't want pay, not that I would have paid anything for that shit. I then drove her home. I stopped partway there to look up her man on facebook. She told me about how Erika betrayed her and was fucking her man behind her back, while Kerry was kind enough to let Erika live in her house with her and her boyfriend. When Erika logged into her facebook messenger through Kerry's phone last winter, and was still logged in when Kerry got her phone back, Kerry found video footage of Erika and Kerry's boyfriend fucking. This is typical of Erika. Committing treason is what gets her off more than anything else. Of course, Erika denies all allegations from her multitude of accusers, across the board. LOL I refused to tell Kerry what act of treason Erika had done to me a year ago, now. I had told Kerry before the blow job that I am a man of principle, so I will not tell her what Erika did until I've pumped a load into Kerry's mouth. Afterward, I kept my word and did not reveal a thing. Again, it's really funny when my fellow human beings challenge me. My will always wins out.

The following day, Wednesday, I connected with Chella! I was clearly not interested in fronting her money the first time after not seeing her for several months, so between that and her desire for rides after the date, she offered me to suck my cock for $10 if I front her the money. I agreed, and kept all of her stuff in my car, including her phone. She came back out a few minutes later, and we parked. She sucked Erika's pussy juice, and Stephanie's and Kerry's spit off my cock, worked my nuts orally and manually like she does to all of us pigs, then swallowed my load. Good girl. I then drove her downtown to another date- the same one I drove her to last spring or summer, if you remember correctly- and waited for her for 50 minutes. She got back into my car, and then sprung a second question on me: will I drive her to her mobile drug dealer, who will meet her at 24th & Burleigh? I immediately said "yes". I clarified that had she not sucked my dick for $10, the answer would definitely be "no" to this new request. Chella had made $80 for a BBBJ in that downtown apartment building, BTW.

We got to a couple of blocks north of Burleigh on 24th Street, and a black guy in a mask came lumbering- literally, jogging- toward my car! He got to Chella's door, and she opened it, and I started pulling away! They both explained ot me that he's not robbing me. I sat there with my car cockeyed on the street while they exchanged money for crack-cocaine, and then we left. When I dropped Chella off, she looked through my jewelry and sandals and purchased 6 pieces of jewelry for $5, and 5 pairs of sandals for $5. My business is booming! So, on that date with Chella, I wound up getting my dick sucked and pumping a load down her throat, and not spending a penny! I gave her two valuable rides, and sold her sandals and jewelry, thus getting my $10 back! Life is great!

Chella earned her stripes.

After all was said and done, before she walked away, I gave Chella the pink 4-pack: backpack, shaver, hand sanitizer, and bag of hershey's kisses. I explained that the pink backpack signifies that Body Shopper approves of her, so the Johns who read and trust my writings will pick her up. She was delighted to earn my publicly-displayable mark of approval! Chella is a smart business woman.

Wednesday late afternoon, just after dark, I picked Erika up from her main drug house, and under her insistence, parked a few blocks away, on a street, as she was too strapped for time to come out to my regular spots. There, two minutes away from the trap house, she gave me a blow job that I have never had better than! Erika sucked her own pussy juice, mixed with Stephanie's, Kerry's, and Chella's spit, off my cock. Erika's blow job is so incredible, so delightful. Were I to write an entire book on Erika's fellatio, my words would not be able to capture the beauty, art, and glory that is her blow job. I cannot stress enough: if you haven't had a blow job from Erika, it comes with my highest and strongest recommendation. But only bareback! In my opinion, bareback is the only way to really feel everything. I know some of the greatest cocksuckers in Milwaukee, and The Fellating Messiah is superior to all of them! Hell, if she's friends with your girlfriend, she might even give you a discount. Countless strangers from other states, passing through, have remarked to her afterward that hers is the best blow job they've ever had in their life! Make sure to tell her that my writings inspired your conquest. That pretty, and I dare say filthy, pink mouth of hers is pure Magic. Combine that with those wicked eyes and hungry brain, and behold The Light OF Silver City!

I promptly dropped her back off afterward and headed home happy.

Body Shopper.

[Body Shopper]

Correct me if I'm wrong, but is this Baby Jess, the third member of your holy trinity?.

I'm pretty sure it is. It's either her or that toothless cocksucker Dee Dee (Denise). They have a similar appearance and spirit.

Blessed be.

BS.

[BlackGirlLover]

Baby Jess,

Blessed art thou among women.

And blessed is he who shooteth seed into your facehole.

Amen.

The following account is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.

Hard data:

Erika motel date BBBJCIP.

Erika motel date BBBJCIP.

Hazel car date BBBJ BLS CIM 30.

I came into town two weeks ago and got a motel. Having arranged a date with Erika, I picked her up and brought her to the motel. I was aching to unload, but in typical fashion, she made me wait 3 1/4 hours while she dilly dallied. Her shower and eating accounted for one hour of that time. Waiting on her is never a pleasant experience for me. Also, our relationship has deteriorated to the point where she is acting hostile toward me the majority of the time we're together, and she has adopted a policy of not even letting me feel her belly with what could be my child in it! At one point, when I placed my hand gently on her side, with the intention of slipping up inside her shirt to make contact with the womb, she shoved my hand away and snapped, "Back off!" I stepped away quickly, reeling in terror at her hostility, and meekly admonishing her for it. Finally, in the early evening, she got to work, sucking my cock on the bed. It was a very good blow job, and when my geyser was about to erupt, I commanded her to lie down on the bed with her legs spread. I placed myself at a 90-degree angle to her, sitting upright, ramming my cock into her pussy repeatedly, squirting all of my aggression out into her twat canal. Ahh. Heaven! When I was finished, I quickly but gently shoved my hands up under her towel she was wearing and enjoyed 5 or 10 seconds of communication with the unborn child. She ended that by getting up off the bed, protesting as she went.

On our way out of the motel parking lot, Erika threw her hard plastic container that her meal had been in, and which she had eaten the entirety of, onto the ground out the window, onto the motel lawn! Totally classless. She is on a downward spiral in her behavior toward me, proportionate with her dislike for me. She still likes my money and my carnal worship, though.

I finally touched base with Chella that evening, while Erika was in the shower, no thanks to you guys for not sending me her number. After dropping Erika back off at her drug dealer's house, Chella had me come to pick her up. After waiting for a half hour, I left. Chella messaged me later, apologizing, and asking me to come get her. I didn't see the message until an hour later, then I called her back, and she said that she would call me back, but she never did. Oh, well.

Later that night, Erika harangued me for the other date I'd requested while I was dropping her off, holding me to my word. I shot out a set of demands that me picking her up are contingent upon. This list included the stipulation that I will not wait an hour, or even a half hour for her to come out of her secondary drug den that she was in. It also included that if my dick is not in her mouth by 15 minutes after our entrance into the motel room, I am driving her back. It also included that she will spend the night with me, not meet with any other people, and I will drive her back at 11:00 the following morning. She agreed to all of this, so I picked her up. At the 15-minute mark, she scurried in from the bathroom, speaking about the time, and began sucking my cock as I laid on the bed. This was a great blow job! When I was about to erupt, I had her lie on her back, and I pounded my pig load into her pussy as hard as I could! This felt so great! She was wincing in discomfort the entire 30 seconds. LOL After my orgasm, with my dick still inside her pussy, I sprang my attack upon her again, and inserted my hands under the bottom of her shirt, and enjoyed another 5 or 10 seconds of spiritual contact with our child, and physical contact with his or her flesh-and-soul home. The moment I'd placed my hands on her womb, the child kicked my hand hard! That was so wonderful and amazing! I really enjoyed that! Erika ended this loving activity as unceremoniously as she had ended the earlier session on our evening date, and charged into the bathroom.

By the way, last time I was in town, Erika paid me back $2, bringing her debt down from $31 to $29. This time, she paid me back $10 more, so now she owes me $19. I think it's quite amazing that in under a month, she brought her debt down from $91 to $19. This, she did by receiving less money for dates than she otherwise would have, and voluntarily so. I am really impressed with her character on this count. I was terrified when her debt was $91, and even when it was in the $80's, $70's, or $60's. Take note, gentlemen, that Erika has never stolen from me, nor left a debt unpaid, even while she hates me.

We retired for the night, got up the next day, and headed out at 11, as planned. Jill called me while we were about to leave! This is the first time she has ever called me. Every other time she's initiated contact, it has been in the form of a text message, saying three letters: hey. I am not going to divulge in this report the happenings within our 6 hours together until I obtain clarification from Jill on some things. I will report our quarter-of-a-day together, but how I do it will depend upon what Jill clarifies to me.

I picked Jill up with Erika in the car. Dropped Erika off around 15 minutes later. A quarter of a day after that, I dropped off Jill. Soon thereafter, I arranged a date with Hazel via phone. She came out of the drug house- the same one that Erika, Jessi, and so many others of my regulars use- much more promptly than Erika does. Hazel is a competent cocksucker. As a long-time street walker and a consummate professional, Hazel takes her work and her reputation very seriously. She knows how to make men shoot. She is a master of a variety of techniques, and of rhythm. Eventually, I pumped my sperm into her mouth, then dropped her back off and headed home.

Both of Erika's biggest competitors were just released from jail, BTW! Jill, two weeks ago, and Jamie one week ago. Watch out, Erika! Keep your game up, lest you get surpassed! Erika just enjoyed a couple of months where there wasn't one single suckerfish in Milwaukee who could come close to her oral abilities. Actually, Hazel is Erika's main competition, strictly due to geographic location of business. They both work Greenfield, between 19th & 22nd streets. They both use one drug house, almost exclusively, and spend half of their lives there. This drug house has a room that the manager rents out for $20 per date to Johns. Both Hazel and Erika are available for dates in that house, pretty much 24/7, and they share many, many regulars both on the streets and in that house. Simply mentioning the name Hazel takes Erika off of her high horse, and her vulnerability is palpable.

Chella licks and sucks your balls, then drinks the goo that shoots out.

Jessi sucks cock with a wet mouth and feminine aura that no man can withstand without shooting.

Lisa sucks dick diligently until it shoots.

Jen works your cock and balls until they explode, then wolfs down your issue.

Erika fastens her facial lips to your shaft, just below your head, and tongues and sucks your head until you swoon.

Tabatha gums and deep throats your meat stick until your sperm shoots down her throat.

Marissa (Redd) bounces on your lap with the greatest ass in the city of Milwaukee, while your eyes roll back in your head and you lose your seed.

And Rachel on Lincoln is a smiley-faced hooker with a wet pussy.

Body Shopper.

Let's hear the Jill story!

[Body Shopper]

From October 18th until November 5th, I did not receive a single private message. Normally, I receive several weekly. Erika has been getting extremely nosy lately, so I am afraid that she might have guessed my password and started deleting messages as they're coming in. Or, perhaps no one was interested in sending me a message for a whopping 2 1/2 weeks. At any rate, I changed my password today, so if any of you sent me a message after October 18th or before November 5th, know that I did not receive it. Please, send it again.

Thank you.

Body Shopper.

[HuntingStreets]

When I first saw the picture Hunting Streets posted of Erika, I looked at it while not being logged in here, and pictures are only viewable in high quality when you're logged in. In the grainy version of that photo, she did not look good; but when I am logged in and looking at the regular quality version of the photo, I think she looks very appealing. Pregnant women can have swollen feet and uneven legs. If I saw Erika looking how she does in this photo, as a complete stranger, I would pick her up in a heartbeat and pump a load into her pussy. And looks aside, I have yet to meet a woman whose vibe makes my heart pound with more lust than Erika's vibe does.

All of that being said, I know that you are a connoisseur among connoisseurs, Soccer Fan, so when you find a long-time street walker appealing, you make sure to experience her time and time again. What kind of experiences have you had with Erika? Bareback, I assume? And how do you rate her various services?

Correct me if I'm wrong, but is this Baby Jess, the third member of your holy trinity?

HS.

[SoccerFan4245]

I found Brooklyn again on 8th and Lincoln. She definitely has a nice body. This time she had the time for a date. I opted for a BBBJ. She still speaks likes she's wasted and seemed to almost nod off enroute to a spot. She gave me a new number. I dialed it while she was in the car but it never rang and didn't hear a buzz from vibrating. I repeated the number back and she said it was correct. I texted her tonight but no response. Oh well.

I actually saw her Monday night out walking. I was heading home after leaving my goto so I didn't stop. She was wearing the same clothes Monday as she was today, and it smelled like it.

Offered Brooklyn a ride in the low Lincoln's. Needed a ride to a friends house and offered some fun. She is a thin WSW, maybe all of 110 lbs. Face is easily a 8, but couldn't get out a clear sentence. Pulled off into an alley and covered FS. Would repeat if I saw her again, but it was a first. Asked for digits but said she didn't have a phone.

[Body Shopper]

My plans for Friday started on Wednesday I think, when I got a text from Jill giving me her new number. We made plans to meet Friday, with me telling her it would be Thursday afternoon before I would know for sure if I worked Friday. Communications were good with her right through me leaving home a little before 6 AM Friday and texting her I was on my way, with her replying "See Ya".

I had planned on making a few loops on Greenfield and National before picking her up, and arrived on Greenfield and 35th about 8:30 in the morning. Cruised for about 30 minutes, then had an issue with the car to take care of. By 9:25 I text her and said I'm here, where do I find you? Never heard back from her. I'm guessing a lost or stolen phone, as Jill is good at communicating when she has her phone.

With no response from Jill, I started cruising some more. For the first 30 minutes or so, Street Walkers were everywhere, I saw at least 5 on my first pass down Greenfield, but I was just window shopping because I had plans with Jill. After Jill disappeared So did most of the girls on the street. Just my Luck.

Finally after about 30 minutes with no reply from Jill I picked up a WSW at about 14th and Greenfield. Why, I have no idea. She didn't look all that good on the street, and far worse once she was in the car. I told her I only had a couple minutes for some quick oral, agreed on $20, and was happy to drop her off..

Upon further reflection, I have changed my stance regarding your chances of being paid back by Jersey. While I do believe that Erika, Chella, and maybe even Jill would have ditched me after I fronted them money, and not come back out of the drug house had I not taken their belongings as collateral, I do, at the same time, think that all three- especially Erika- would have eventually paid me back in the form of a small discount on a number of dates. So, I think that Jersey might pay you back in that form. Or she might not. I don't know. Also, I apologize for my boorish and dismissive tone. I tend toward pessimism about life in general, and my thought process regarding street walkers is no exception. In my defense, I'm passionate and sincere; as such, my tone might be rough around the edges at times, but my intentions are pure.

[Body Shopper]

Baby Jess,

Blessed art thou among women.

And blessed is he who shooteth seed into your facehole.

Amen.

The following account is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events, is entirely coincidental.

Hard data:

Erika motel date BBBJCIP.

Erika motel date BBBJCIP.

Hazel car date BBBJ BLS CIM 30.

I came into town two weeks ago and got a motel. Having arranged a date with Erika, I picked her up and brought her to the motel. I was aching to unload, but in typical fashion, she made me wait 3 1/4 hours while she dilly dallied. Her shower and eating accounted for one hour of that time. Waiting on her is never a pleasant experience for me. Also, our relationship has deteriorated to the point where she is acting hostile toward me the majority of the time we're together, and she has adopted a policy of not even letting me feel her belly with what could be my child in it! At one point, when I placed my hand gently on her side, with the intention of slipping up inside her shirt to make contact with the womb, she shoved my hand away and snapped, "Back off!" I stepped away quickly, reeling in terror at her hostility, and meekly admonishing her for it. Finally, in the early evening, she got to work, sucking my cock on the bed. It was a very good blow job, and when my geyser was about to erupt, I commanded her to lie down on the bed with her legs spread. I placed myself at a 90-degree angle to her, sitting upright, ramming my cock into her pussy repeatedly, squirting all of my aggression out into her twat canal. Ahh. Heaven! When I was finished, I quickly but gently shoved my hands up under her towel she was wearing and enjoyed 5 or 10 seconds of communication with the unborn child. She ended that by getting up off the bed, protesting as she went.

On our way out of the motel parking lot, Erika threw her hard plastic container that her meal had been in, and which she had eaten the entirety of, onto the ground out the window, onto the motel lawn! Totally classless. She is on a downward spiral in her behavior toward me, proportionate with her dislike for me. She still likes my money and my carnal worship, though.

I finally touched base with Chella that evening, while Erika was in the shower, no thanks to you guys for not sending me her number. After dropping Erika back off at her drug dealer's house, Chella had me come to pick her up. After waiting for a half hour, I left. Chella messaged me later, apologizing, and asking me to come get her. I didn't see the message until an hour later, then I called her back, and she said that she would call me back, but she never did. Oh, well.

Later that night, Erika harangued me for the other date I'd requested while I was dropping her off, holding me to my word. I shot out a set of demands that me picking her up are contingent upon. This list included the stipulation that I will not wait an hour, or even a half hour for her to come out of her secondary drug den that she was in. It also included that if my dick is not in her mouth by 15 minutes after our entrance into the motel room, I am driving her back. It also included that she will spend the night with me, not meet with any other people, and I will drive her back at 11:00 the following morning. She agreed to all of this, so I picked her up. At the 15-minute mark, she scurried in from the bathroom, speaking about the time, and began sucking my cock as I laid on the bed. This was a great blow job! When I was about to erupt, I had her lie on her back, and I pounded my pig load into her pussy as hard as I could! This felt so great! She was wincing in discomfort the entire 30 seconds. LOL After my orgasm, with my dick still inside her pussy, I sprang my attack upon her again, and inserted my hands under the bottom of her shirt, and enjoyed another 5 or 10 seconds of spiritual contact with our child, and physical contact with his or her flesh-and-soul home. The moment I'd placed my hands on her womb, the child kicked my hand hard! That was so wonderful and amazing! I really enjoyed that! Erika ended this loving activity as unceremoniously as she had ended the earlier session on our evening date, and charged into the bathroom.

By the way, last time I was in town, Erika paid me back $2, bringing her debt down from $31 to $29. This time, she paid me back $10 more, so now she owes me $19. I think it's quite amazing that in under a month, she brought her debt down from $91 to $19. This, she did by receiving less money for dates than she otherwise would have, and voluntarily so. I am really impressed with her character on this count. I was terrified when her debt was $91, and even when it was in the $80's, $70's, or $60's. Take note, gentlemen, that Erika has never stolen from me, nor left a debt unpaid, even while she hates me.

We retired for the night, got up the next day, and headed out at 11, as planned. Jill called me while we were about to leave! This is the first time she has ever called me. Every other time she's initiated contact, it has been in the form of a text message, saying three letters: hey. I am not going to divulge in this report the happenings within our 6 hours together until I obtain clarification from Jill on some things. I will report our quarter-of-a-day together, but how I do it will depend upon what Jill clarifies to me.

I picked Jill up with Erika in the car. Dropped Erika off around 15 minutes later. A quarter of a day after that, I dropped off Jill. Soon thereafter, I arranged a date with Hazel via phone. She came out of the drug house- the same one that Erika, Jessi, and so many others of my regulars use- much more promptly than Erika does. Hazel is a competent cocksucker. As a long-time street walker and a consummate professional, Hazel takes her work and her reputation very seriously. She knows how to make men shoot. She is a master of a variety of techniques, and of rhythm. Eventually, I pumped my sperm into her mouth, then dropped her back off and headed home.

Both of Erika's biggest competitors were just released from jail, BTW! Jill, two weeks ago, and Jamie one week ago. Watch out, Erika! Keep your game up, lest you get surpassed! Erika just enjoyed a couple of months where there wasn't one single suckerfish in Milwaukee who could come close to her oral abilities. Actually, Hazel is Erika's main competition, strictly due to geographic location of business. They both work Greenfield, between 19th & 22nd streets. They both use one drug house, almost exclusively, and spend half of their lives there. This drug house has a room that the manager rents out for $20 per date to Johns. Both Hazel and Erika are available for dates in that house, pretty much 24/7, and they share many, many regulars both on the streets and in that house. Simply mentioning the name Hazel takes Erika off of her high horse, and her vulnerability is palpable.

Chella licks and sucks your balls, then drinks the goo that shoots out.

Jessi sucks cock with a wet mouth and feminine aura that no man can withstand without shooting.

Lisa sucks dick diligently until it shoots.

Jen works your cock and balls until they explode, then wolfs down your issue.

Erika fastens her facial lips to your shaft, just below your head, and tongues and sucks your head until you swoon.

Tabatha gums and deep throats your meat stick until your sperm shoots down her throat.

Marissa (Redd) bounces on your lap with the greatest ass in the city of Milwaukee, while your eyes roll back in your head and you lose your seed.

And Rachel on Lincoln is a smiley-faced hooker with a wet pussy.

Body Shopper.

[Body Shopper]

Up until her pregnancy, Erika was quite attractive. I guess she is not "glowing" as may expected. The pic that was posted was shocking. I saw her out a couple of weeks ago and she did not look like that.

When I first saw the picture Hunting Streets posted of Erika, I looked at it while not being logged in here, and pictures are only viewable in high quality when you're logged in. In the grainy version of that photo, she did not look good; but when I am logged in and looking at the regular quality version of the photo, I think she looks very appealing. Pregnant women can have swollen feet and uneven legs. If I saw Erika looking how she does in this photo, as a complete stranger, I would pick her up in a heartbeat and pump a load into her pussy. And looks aside, I have yet to meet a woman whose vibe makes my heart pound with more lust than Erika's vibe does.

All of that being said, I know that you are a connoisseur among connoisseurs, Soccer Fan, so when you find a long-time street walker appealing, you make sure to experience her time and time again. What kind of experiences have you had with Erika? Bareback, I assume? And how do you rate her various services?

[Freddie Kane]

I rarely attempt street walkers. Anyone ever have luck on the far west side say closer to State Fair park on any of the loop streets, Oklahoma, or non major loop?

I felt like a creep when I happened to see a fairly attractive white / Hispanic walking east on Oklahoma and I probably circled a few blocks to see if she'd wave or any sign. At one point she even sat in someone's grass to tie her shoes. I wasn't sure if I should have pulled up to her and ask if she needed a ride especially because I didn't want to risk her calling the police. We kept making eye contact for a good 5 minutes and I was thinking she probably thinks I'm a stalker. I'm not the most obvious person look wise to be scooping.

Dumb question but is legitimately pulling up to someone and offering a ride illegal prior to wanting more obviously. Would any of you had done this?

I've seen them scattered throughout the summer. Activity on Atkinson, Center, hell s couple days ago I saw two white women standing at the Citgo on North 27th at around 1 in the morning. Its all a crapshoot really.

[Pickles1]

I am fairly certain I saw this exact woman sitting near 17th and greenfield a couple days ago. She walked down the alley near there a couple times, came back and sat right back at the same spot. I also thought that she was working but she didn't give any of the obvious signs. I also didn't pursue because I also saw 5-0 sitting right off 20th and greenfield around the same time.

Saw something similar last week on Lincoln. What looked like a working girl on a side street but gave no notice to drivers. LE parked next street over. Had the impression if I initiated contact I might get visited.

[LivingDream]

A few times in the past week I've been seeing a thin brunette girl, very pretty face walking near greenfield and Caesar Chavez drive. When I've seen her she's walking east, crosses Caesar Chavez, and sits on a brick wall. She looked too good to be true, was dressed well, and kind of aloof to passerby's as well, so I figured she must be a civilian waiting for a ride home from work or something, as it was always around the same time each day that I saw her. One of the days I saw her talking to a guy on foot, then she went around the corner and hopped in a vehicle. Still didn't see enough to convince me she was a SW though. Well last night I spot someone in yoga pants and a bra looking good around 20 and greenfield. She walked down toward Caesar Chavez and hung on a corner for a while, digging in her purse for what must have been 20 minutes. She was getting swarmed by other cars driving loops around her so I left, but when I swung by 20 minutes later she was still there, and still very aloof. So I move on, thinking it could maybe be that same girl I'd been seeing but tough to tell as this time she was wearing a lot less clothing. The other times she was always wearing the same brown peacoat style jacket. Well clearly she's not interested in anyone passing by, so I continue on my way. Just ten minutes later I see her sitting on the same brick wall on the east side of that intersection, so it is her. Anyone else see her and know what's her story? She sort of resembles Paige who I haven't seen in a couple months, although if it is Paige she dyed her hair and lost 10-20 lbs because this girl was skinny.

I am fairly certain I saw this exact woman sitting near 17th and greenfield a couple days ago. She walked down the alley near there a couple times, came back and sat right back at the same spot. I also thought that she was working but she didn't give any of the obvious signs. I also didn't pursue because I also saw 5-0 sitting right off 20th and greenfield around the same time.

[SoccerFan4245]

"Dumb question but is legitimately pulling up to someone and offering a ride illegal prior to wanting more obviously. Would any of you had done this?"

Not a dumb question at all. I don't believe it is illegal. You are still free to move about city streets as you wish. My concern is whether a cop sees you stop and talk to a known streetwalker. His decision is to drive by because he really doesn't care, maybe take your plate number or screw with you a bit by pulling you over to see what you are up to. I wouldn't lose any sleep over it. I've never had an issue but it is always a risk.

Rule of thumb: Do not pull up on them on a main drag. Drive, make eye contact, and drive around the block. She is watching and if she is walking, she will probably meet you part way off the main drag.

I've watched guys pull up right a busy street. That's not my thing. Most of the time I get too nervous to pull the pin because of who is watching or where they walk to. I decide to fight another day.

I don't understand how Milwaukee PD is handling things now days. Wednesday I spotted a potential lady on Greenfield and 23rd. I was just about to wave her to the car but I noticed two cops on bikes approaching. I baled and headed east. Checking my rear mirror, they just rode right around her. She was clearly working. They didn't seem to care. I believe the SPO now is to jack up the guys. So I guess what I'm saying is don't be stupid about or too obvious. Pulling up to them on the street to ask questions may draw undue attention.

I rarely attempt street walkers. Anyone ever have luck on the far west side say closer to State Fair park on any of the loop streets, Oklahoma, or non major loop?

I felt like a creep when I happened to see a fairly attractive white / Hispanic walking east on Oklahoma and I probably circled a few blocks to see if she'd wave or any sign. At one point she even sat in someone's grass to tie her shoes. I wasn't sure if I should have pulled up to her and ask if she needed a ride especially because I didn't want to risk her calling the police. We kept making eye contact for a good 5 minutes and I was thinking she probably thinks I'm a stalker. I'm not the most obvious person look wise to be scooping.

Dumb question but is legitimately pulling up to someone and offering a ride illegal prior to wanting more obviously. Would any of you had done this?

[SmokinAcee]

I thought she was a unicorn when I met her 2 weeks ago. She's too pretty to be hanging out with the junkies behind Speedway. She also couldn't speak a coherent sentence as mentioned. She had an "appointment" so she couldn't spend any time and apologized. She asked for my number and 5 when I dropped her off. I passed on the number since her phone was pinging all over the place and it was getting her agitated. I gave her 5 for the hell of it. I got tired of listening to her phone as well. I guess it's lost or stolen. I'm shocked.

I also picked her up, very pretty face, decent BJ, called a few days later and the phone was out of service.

Saw her a few days ago walking and was about to stop but her dialect is very off putting.